Alora [discontinued]

This is a fanfic made by a dumbass bitch who hasn't watched more than a few episodes off the top of her head but is familiar with the show and other aspects.

If you're gonna toss shit, piss off.

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He tried to find the man he saw in the locker room, but all he found was a note written in... what he holed wasn't blood... but who knows at this point?...

"Let her go... or she will die..."

Stan couldn't find any form of identification on the note as his heart began to feel heavy while tears poured from his eyes as if they were waterfalls and his skin felt cold... He didn't even realize he was walking until the wind blew the note out of his hands and far away from him.

"H-how did I get o-o-outside?" Stan questioned as his body started to shake. He wasn't even at the baseball field which freaked him out even more.

He found a bench to sit at and tried to collect his thoughts and figure out what he should do next. No phone as he sat on the basketball court bench across from the bathrooms. Yes, sitting down helped him stabilize himself as he grabbed the backrest with both of his hands to prevent himself from wandering off again.

"O-okay, Stan... It's not the end of the world... Let's not lose our heads," he said in a shaky voice. He knew even his breaths were shaky. "I-I... j-just have to avoid... h-her... Heh... Heh heh... Oh god..."

An image of the ginger girl smiling at him slipped into his mind making his stomach growl as a blush started to grow on his face. The thought of holding her in his arms whether she was Squeak or Alora was enough for his heart to ache at the thought of it never happening... Tears filled his eyes as more seemingly impossible images filled his head making his heart heavy with sorrow...